Chapter 770


    Chapter 770


    There was a stark difference between them in physical strength and figure. Ste could not shake him


    in the slightest. His disgusting breath that came near engulfed her.


    Ste closed her eyes in pain. A tear dropped from the corner of her eye as she trembled. Humiliation,


    despair, and hatred had all mixed together and stirred up into aplicated emotion in her.


    So disgusting… So disgusting… So disgusting…’ Ste thought in her mind. Then, a loud bang


    sounded. Someone had suddenly kicked open the door from outside.


    A harsh light suddenly filled the space, illuminating the rising dust all around. A tall figure appeared at


    the end of the light.


    The room door was broken and kicked down on the floor. There were still specks of light in the air as


    the man’s face became clear in the haze of dust.


    Ste was in a trance. When she saw the familiar face emerge in the light, she felt like she was still


    dreaming.


    Weston stood there with his back to the light in the dim


    and shadowy ce. The aura around him was murderous and forbearing. She could sense a vague


    hostility from him.


    The moment he rushed in, it was as if time had frozen.


    Ste did not blink and kept staring at him. She almost forgot to move her eyes. After a short moment,


    she finally felt her dry eyes and a surge of tears that streamed down her cheek. Little by little, her tears


    ran down her chin and into her corbone.


    She cried.


    She cried silently and did not dare to make a sound. She kept biting her lower lips and swallowed all


    her sobs.


    The perpetrator , who was still on top of her, froze for a moment. He stared nkly at the fierce


    Weston, who had a murderous aura around him, standing at the door.


    Weston had a delicate and handsome face, but his eyes were icy and cold. It was as if he was a reaper


    that hade from hell. Weston’s hostility had shocked him so much that he had forgotten how to


    react. He stared at Weston nkly as thetter walked toward him.


    The man on top of Ste did not move. He seemed too stunned to move. His fat hand was still on


    Ste’s waist. He looked like he was about to pull her pants down. The perpetrator’s frozen posture


    caught Weston’s attention and made him furious. Emotions deeper than fury and a desire to kill


    permeated Weston’s red eyes.


    Every step he took was like walking on a sharp de.


    The perpetrator became nervous and did not dare to breathe. Atst, Weston stopped in front of him.


    The perpetrator finally returned to his senses and slowly said, “W-Who are… Argh!”


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    A staggering scream came from the room. It was so loud that it could prate the walls. The people


    outside could hear the wailing inside. Ste stiffened and closed her eyes for good.


    As the fat man copsed, the force on top of her body was finally gone. She hurriedly stood up and hid


    in the corner. She cowered and curled up into a ball.


    The fat man let out a loud howl in pain that resonated across the room.


    The incessant sound of punchesnding on the fat man continued.


    From the shadows on the wall, Ste could tell how hard Weston was punching him. He kept punching


    him continuously without stopping.


    Ste hugged herself tighter. She bit her lower lips and tried to ignore the scene next to her. The fat


    man’s painful howls eventually faded to a breathless wail. He begged for mercy weakly, but Weston


    never stopped. He kept punching him while ring at him. It was as if he wanted to kill him.